on the mission battlefield, you were wounded. a bullet was sent straight through your hip and you lost blood quickly. your sight quickly went and you could only lay on the concrete accepting your fate. you heard the voice of ghost yelling in panic, and it slowly brought you back to consciousness, but not a lot. you were fading in and out, not sure if you’re gonna make it.

“don’t you dare die on me you fuck! i’ve got you, listen to me, sweetheart you’re gonna be okay, okay?”